Date: Tue, 20 Dec 2011 12:29:58 -0800
From: B.E. Kelley
Subject: Snow Day Chapter 7
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Snow Day: Chapter 7
I ended up missing an entire week of school, thanks to my broken arm and
collar bone, and Chad came to visit me every day. We made out every
afternoon and usually jerked each other off. Chad was always shy at first
but warmed quickly when our lips met. We also spent a great deal of time
talking and I found myself learning more about a boy I'd known for 6 months
and had never really "known" if you get me.
Chad is from Utah; his family sent him to Brewster Academy because his
father and grandfather had gone there. His brother, Ross, just graduated
last year and is going to Harvard now. Ross was the athletic one in the
family, Chad had only gone out for the wrestling team because of our
schools sports requirement, he was more of an artist. Chad loves to draw
and from what I've seen so far, he's really talented. When I discovered
Chad's love for art, I decided to share another of my secrets with him.
When my mom met my dad, she was a pianist with the local symphony. She
retired when I was born because she wanted to be a full time mom but from
what I understand, she's been playing with a group of Navy wives in Japan,
now that she has the time. When I was 6, my mom started giving me lessons.
I resisted with all the stubbornness a 6 year old boy can muster, I even
told her that was for girls. My arguments fell on deaf ears and after a
while, I began to enjoy playing. I've been playing for 8 years now and I'm
pretty good if I do say so myself. I've always kept my playing a secret
because I like to surprise people with my ability, when the opportunity
arises.
It was Saturday and since Uncle Derek and Aunt Leslie were home, Chad and I
couldn't do much. After kissing for a little bit, in my room, I took him
down to the family room and sat at the piano. It was tough to get used to
playing with a cast on my arm but I had the use of my fingers, so once I
warmed up, I did ok. While I was tickling the ivories, Chad pulled a
sketchbook out of his bag.
Chad tried to think of something to draw, he racked his brain for an image
he'd like to put on paper but nothing would come to him, finally he closed
his eyes and just listened to the music. It was like a light bulb went off
in his head, he opened his eyes and looked over at me and the piano, and
then his pencil began to fly across the paper.
I practiced for about an hour and Chad wrapped up his drawing just as I was
finishing George Winston's, Colors Dance. It's a really pretty song if you
ever get a chance to hear it.
"That was really good," complimented Chad, "I didn't think you'd be able to
play so well with a broken arm."
"Thanks," I blushed, "what were you drawing?"
"Oh, it was nothing," said Chad, now he was the one blushing.
"Come on, let me see," I whined.
"Nope," Chad smiled.
"Don't make me resort to the tactics I use on the twins," I threatened.
"What tactics might those be," Chad asked coyly.
"You're seconds away from finding out," I replied, with a stern glare,
"now, are you going to let me see?"
"Hmmm, NOPE," giggled Chad.
"Oh that does it," I stated, as I pounced on Chad, careful not to hurt my
injured arm.
Chad doubled over on the couch as I tickled him without mercy. He was
laughing so hard he thought he might lose control of his bladder.
"Rory, please, stop," Chad pleaded between gasps for air.
"Gonna show me the drawing?" I asked.
"Never," laughed Chad.
"To bad for you than," I replied, as I continued the tickle torture.
"Rory, please, I'm gonna pee," gasped Chad.
"You know what I want to hear," I answered.
"Ok, ok, you can see it," laughed Chad.
"Yeap, that always works on Sean and Patrick too," I smiled, as Chad handed
over the sketchbook.
"Bully," Chad teased.
I didn't respond. I was busy studying Chad's drawing. Chad had drawn a
perfect picture of me playing the piano. The image was so crisp and clear,
it could have been taken with a camera.
"Wow, you just did this while I was practicing?" I asked incredulously.
"Yeah, I was inspired," Chad blushed.
"Oh, really?" I blushed.
"Yeah, by the music," Chad exclaimed as he grabbed his sketchbook and made
a run for it.
"Oh you are so dead," I shouted, as I chased after him.
We came bounding into the kitchen and skidded across the tile floor in our
socks. Chad raced over to Aunt Leslie and hid behind her; then stuck his
tongue out at me, playfully. I only stopped because I was laughing so
hard.
"What's gotten into you two?" asked Aunt Leslie, "did you eat a bag of
sugar when I wasn't looking?"
"You've got to see this drawing Chad did, it's so good," I exclaimed.
"Can I see," she asked.
He got shy all of a sudden and looked down but he did hand the sketchbook
over.
"Wow Chad, this is amazing," she exclaimed, once she had a chance to see
the drawing.
The image was so vivid; I half expected it to come to life. He had
captured the moment perfectly, from the way I place my hands on the keys to
the movement of my muscles when they were in motion. Both Aunt Leslie and
I continued to oh and ah at Chad's drawing, which only caused him to blush
deeper.
"It's not that great, it's just a simple sketch," said Chad in a sudden
display of modesty.
"Can I keep it?" I asked.
"Sure, if you want," Chad agreed.
Shortly after that, Chad had to go back to his dorm. Aunt Leslie and Uncle
Derek were going out to dinner and Patrick was at a friend's. As soon as
the car pulled out of the driveway, Sean and I headed for my room. Sean
pulled my pants and underwear off, and then pushed me back on the bed. He
went to work immediately and began to suck my cock. I wasn't even hard yet
but his hot little mouth took care of that in no time.
I wanted to 69 with Sean and desperately wanted to fuck him with my tongue,
but my injuries made that impossible. There was no way he could straddle
over me without his knee hitting my collar bone and that was definitely not
a position we wanted to be discovered in. After he had his fill of my
cock, Sean was good enough to stand next to my face so that I could turn
and suck his cock. Just as I began to get a rhythm going, Sean pulled out.
There was no way I could get on top of Sean and fuck him but he wasn't
about to go without my dick for 6 weeks. He lowered himself onto my poll
and rode me up and down, like a horse on a carousel. He tugged on his cock
and just as I was cumming in his tight ass, he shot his load on my belly.
Sean licked his sperm off of me, than lay on my chest to rest. To be
honest, this is one of my favorite parts; I held my little cousin in my
good arm, kissed the top of his sweet red head and stroked his back
affectionately.
"So, is Chad you're boy friend yet?" asked Sean.
"Why are you so eager for me to get with Chad?" I replied.
"Cause, I love you and I want you to be happy," said Sean, sweetly.
"And you think having Chad as my boy friend will do that?" I asked.
"I know it will," he replied.
"What makes you so sure?" I followed.
"You love him, and he loves you too," said Sean.
"How do you know that," I asked, as I looked over at Chad's drawing, I'd
placed it on my nightstand.
"It's the way you guys look at each other, I can see it on your faces,"
said Sean, "I'm right, huh?"
"Yeah, I guess I do love him," I admitted.
I'd always been attracted to Chad and as I got to know his softer side, I
found myself totally enamored with the beautiful blond.
"Then you should be together, cause he feels the same way, I'm sure of it,"
said Sean.
"When did you get so intuitive?" I asked.
"What can I say," said Sean, with a cocky grin, "There are just some things
I know, that's one of them."
"Oh brother," I groaned and rolled my eyes.
Sean giggled.
"What about you and Teddy?" I asked.
"I don't know," Sean admitted, "I think I love him, but don't you think
we're too young?"
"Well, if I'm honest, we're all too young," I agreed, "but we can't fight
our feelings, maybe we both need to tell them how we feel and see what
happens?"
"Maybe," Sean agreed, "but Rory?"
"Yeah," I asked.
"You'll still fuck me, even if we get boyfriends, right?" asked Sean.
"You are so cute," I giggled, and then slapped him on the butt a few times,
"of course I will."
"Good," smiled Sean, as he settled in for a little nap.
There are different levels of identical twins. Some twins, born from the
same egg, may have the same DNA but turn out to look and act nothing alike.
In the case of Sean and Patrick, they're identical in almost every way. I
don't know how their mom and dad tell them apart, I know I've only lived
with them for 6 months but there would be no way for me to pick one out
from the other, if I had to. It's a source of frustration for Sean and
Patrick, they try to do things differently but they are so much alike that
they can't help enjoying the same sports, movies, games, etc... What I
think is funny is when they get dressed, then get pissed when they discover
that they've each selected the same shirt.
The boys go out of their way to insure they do some things differently; as
a result, they're never paired up for school projects. When I got home,
Monday afternoon, I found Sean hanging out in the living room with Teddy.
Patrick was at a friend's house, working on their science project. I went
upstairs to put my backpack in my room and when I turned around, I found
Sean and Teddy, smiling eagerly. It looked as if each was tenting his
pants; it was obvious what they wanted.
"Ok, which one of you wants to help me with my pants," I chuckled.
The boys giggled but then the two of them got on their knees. Teddy went
after my belt and the button of my jeans, Sean tugged down my zipper and
both of them helped me pull my pants down, then off. I wanted to take off
my sweater and t-shirt and that's a real problem with my arm in a sling,
Sean helped while Teddy started to nibble on my cock through the soft
material of my boxerbriefs. When I had nothing on but my socks and
underwear, Sean joined Teddy on his knees and the two of them worked on my
package. They pulled my undies down, and then took turns sucking on my
cock and balls.
I lie back on my bed and felt the stress of the day ebb away as the boys
licked and sucked my tender boy parts. They paused, briefly, to take their
own clothes off, and then Sean mounted my cock. He rode me up and down,
his favorite after school activity, while Teddy pushed my legs apart and
licked my ass. I love eating out my boys, they have the cutest little
butts but I must have taught them well because Teddy was making me moan
like crazy. When he finished lubricating me, Teddy lifted my legs and
started to fuck me, while I fucked Sean.
Our fucking grew more and more passionate and once again, I became
frustrated with my cast. I wanted to grab Sean, hold him by his hips and
ram my cock into him, instead, I had to lie back and enjoy his steady pace.
When we came, the boys moved back down between my legs and licked me clean.
We rested, as was out after sex habit, and when Teddy and Sean started to
get dressed, I had them stop at their underwear.
"What's up?" asked Teddy.
"I want you guys to hug each other and hold on for a moment," I explained.
"Ok, why?" asked Sean, as he put his arms around Teddy's waist, his fingers
playing with the waistband of Teddy's Jockey briefs.
"Look in the mirror," I instructed.
"Ok, now what?" asked Teddy.
"Look at you guys, look how cute you look together," I advised them.
Both boys were blushing.
"My point is, you've both told me how much you like the other and you're
both to chicken to say anything. But look in the mirror, that says it
all," I stated.
The boys took in their image. One of them blond, the other a fiery red
head. Green eyes stared into blue. They held each other, ever so gently.
You couldn't look at them and not see love there.
"I think I get it," said Sean.
"Don't tell me, tell Teddy," I smiled.
Sean took a deep breath, and then looked into Teddy's eyes.
"Teddy, you've always been my best friend and lately with all the things
we've been doing, well I think I love you," blushed Sean.
"It's ok Sean, I think I love you too," smiled Teddy.
"So do you want to, you know, be my boy friend?" asked Sean.
"I think that would be great," smiled Teddy, who then leaned close and gave
Sean a soft kiss.
I let the boys kiss for a minute then applauded their new relationship
status; both of them blushed a deep crimson.
"Well, I gotta get going, my mom wants me home early so we can go out to
dinner," said Teddy.
"Ok, bye sweetie," said Sean, giving his boy friend another little kiss.
"Bye Teddy," I smiled.
"Thanks for that," said Sean, as he hugged me, after Teddy left.
"I just jump started things, you guys did the hard part," I replied.
"Well, now it's your turn, you need to talk to Chad," said Sean.
"Yeah, I think you're right," I smiled.
That night, as I lie in bed, I thought about what Sean had said. If my 12
year old cousin could be brave enough to tell the boy he cared about how he
felt, why shouldn't I? I don't know what I was afraid off, I knew Chad
liked me, he'd told me as much and I'd been kissing and jerking him for a
few days. What is it about expressing your feelings that's so hard for
boys? I don't like being afraid so I resolved that I would talk to Chad
the next day.
I saw Chad a number of times during the day. We have a couple of classes
together but we sit on opposite sides of the room, even still, he flashed
me his brilliant smile a few times and that gave me a warm, happy feeling.
We sat together at lunch, but our friends joined us. I was tempted to tell
Chad what I was feeling while we walked to class but that didn't seem right
either. In the end, I asked if he was coming to my house after his
wrestling practice. Chad said he was, and I looked forward to his arrival.
When Chad finally knocked on the door, I opened it and had to stop him from
coming in.
"What are you doing?" asked a confused Chad.
"I thought we should take a walk," I replied, as I put on my coat and
stepped onto the porch.
"But Rory, its cold out," whined Chad.
"I know, but the twins have some friends over and I just wanted to spend
some time alone with you," I explained.
"Oh, ok then," smiled Chad.
We trudged quietly through the snow for a few minutes. There were clouds
in the sky and it looked like it might start to rain at any minute, maybe
even snow. We didn't stop until we reached the Academy boathouse on Lake
Winnipesaukee. It was freezing cold but we were dressed for the weather
and the wind felt good on my face.
"So are you going to tell me what we're doing here now?" asked Chad, his
cheeks rosy from the cold.
I stood on the dock, peering out over the windswept lake, then took a deep
breath.
"I like you Chad," I stated.
"Yeah, I like you too," smiled Chad.
"I know, it's just, well, you know how I told you I'd always thought you
were cute, you know when we came out to each other?" I asked.
"Sure, that was one of the happiest days of my life," said Chad.
"Wow, really?" I asked incredulously.
"Yeah, Rory, I felt so lonely and then all of a sudden I wasn't, that was
such a good feeling," Chad explained.
"Ok. Well, see, I uh..." I stuttered.
"Rory, you don't have to be shy, you've played with my dick," giggled Chad,
"you can tell me whatever you have to say."
"Will you be my boyfriend?" I blurted out abruptly.
"Of course," said Chad.
"That's it?" I asked.
"It was an easy question," he smiled.
"I love you," I stated, as I pulled him into a hug.
"I love you too," said Chad.
Just then, there was the crack of thunder and the rain started to fall in
icy cold sheets.
"Crap, we're going to be drenched by the time we get back," I groaned.
"Come on, we'll hang out in the boathouse until the rain lets up," said
Chad.
I followed Chad into the boathouse, fortunately it's never locked. The
boathouse is where all of the sculls for the crew team are kept as well as
a few sailboats for the Academy's summer program. There really wasn't
anywhere to sit, so with Chad's help, I climbed aboard one of the
sailboats, where we snuggled. The storm was raging outside, we were curled
up in the warm boathouse and I couldn't think of a better time to kiss Chad
for the first time as my boyfriend.
When I leaned in to put my lips against his, I noticed that Chad looked as
happy as I felt and that made our kiss that much better. I ran my fingers
through his silky blond hair as we enjoyed our tender kiss. We kissed for
a long time, touched each other and let our hearts grow closer. In a
winter full of firsts, Chad's love has been the first that has meant the
most. I don't know what the future holds for me, Chad, Sean and Teddy, not
to mention Patrick and Brice. What I do know is that I'm happier than I've
ever been in my life.
THE END